The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Duan Yihuang frowned when he heard this. In the past, he had been fighting abroad all year round, and he didn't manage state affairs very much. He had never heard of this custom when they left the country?
Do feudal superstitious thoughts force the living to die?

"It's unreasonable, which bastard made the rules?" Yunmu was so angry that he just wanted to find someone to single out, and his bright and beautiful little face was burning with flames.

The old man sighed, and said leisurely: "Okay, old lady, don't be rude in front of nobles."

The old man's son, Zhao Ge, was a filial son. He entered the door, knelt down in front of his old father, and cried, "Father, mother, my son will never throw your two elders into the mountains."

He doesn't care about customs or customs, he only knows that his parents haven't done anything outrageous.

I have dedicated my whole life to this family.

When he was old, it was his fault that he couldn't enjoy life well, so why would he end up being abandoned on a barren hill?

Yun Mumu couldn't help but compare Zhao Ge with that Niu Dazhuang to see what the difference between cloud and mud is.

Zhao Ge is Yun, but that Niu Dazhuang is not even mud, at most it is cow dung.

The old woman got up and helped her son who was kneeling on the ground, and said distressedly: "Son, father and mother are enough to live to be 70 years old, and they can't live anymore. If you live any longer, you will take your blessings."

"A son doesn't want blessings, and he doesn't want longevity, he just wants his parents."

Their daughter-in-law also took the child, standing aside and weeping silently.

Although the child doesn't understand what the adults are saying, when he sees the adults crying, he also cries, "Mother, I'm scared."

"Hey, don't be afraid, my mother will take you into the house to try on new shoes." The daughter-in-law took the grandson into the back room.

Yun Mumu returned to Duan Yihuang, squatted down, then looked up at Duan Yihuang, and whispered: "We can't go back now, can we go back later?"

"Okay." It was a rare time for Duan Yihuang to look at Yun Mumu with soft eyes, and agreed to her request.

Yun Mumu found that this tyrant seemed to have changed.

The man knew the purpose of her stay. If this evil custom is not broken, how many old people will die for it.

The old man has worked hard all his life and devoted his whole life to his family and children.

When you are old, you shouldn't end up like this because of a terrible bad habit.

If this bad habit is not abolished, he will be the emperor who left the country in vain.

"Ah Xiao is so cute."

Yun Mumu smiled, got up and stroked his forehead lightly.

But, that gesture, why does it look like stroking a dog's head?

Duan Yihuang turned his head to the other side in disgust, and said anxiously: "Push me in, I want to be quiet."

"Want to be quiet again? Quiet is your white moonlight?" After speaking, he smiled and pushed Duan Yihuang to the room.

Ying Liyang, who came back from behind, shouted at Yun Mumu's back: "Yun Mumu, don't ignore me, maybe it's not the dumb doctor's problem, it's the wrong village we came to, there must be another place in other places. There is a place called Qingquan Village, how about we go find another place called Qingquan Village?"

Yun Mumu: ...

Ying Liyang lowered her head tremblingly.

Well, he admits it's all his fault, he's already beaten the charlatan.He himself didn't want to do that either.

This dead woman ignored herself on the way back.

Talking to her, ignoring him directly, treating him as air, this feeling is really frightening.